african tea
first of all i would like to send my greetings out to Elle B, Darlyne, phoebe, sleek and the village girl(you know who you be).
now, as you must have noticed from the above line, i totally have nothing to write about, am just scrounging for stuff…i mean who sends out greetings on their blog. so i shall attempt to turn my inane bumwittery into something regaling, but if i fail, hey forewarned is forearmed( though i must state that this is not a battle and hence i shall give you no licence to attack me, sleek, you heard!) now go grab, a cup of coffee, tea, porridge, or whatever it is you drink on pretentiously cold days, i promise i’ll wait….promise. scouts honor!
right, so for those of you who drink nothing, here we go…so this morning, i was there to see DK off before he hit the road! ok fine, i wasn’t really there, i just bumped into him and dude is all like, “hey son, while am away, you gotta keep the W.E.A.Kness burning” while patting me on the head like am his little son. and am all like, “dude just coz am a dwarf compared to you, doesn’t make me your son, heck, otherwise half of kla would be your seed”
anyway be that as it may, i am here to bore you off of your desks and into taking a walk or something coz you just can not believe how crap random thoughts and stories really are.
friday night, after what seemed like a quarter of a night out with a cool damsel, …and please note, that the word cool is used with reckless abandon here, the scale used here is for you mere mortals not for us W.E.A.K chaps, yes, you read right, we are not mere mortals and are as cool as cucumbers, ask Nameless…. i get into a taxi home and some chappie is there doing justice to a full stem of sugarcane, i was visibly impressed and he must have noticed coz he winked at me and offered some. i grudgingly declined because i knew what was to follow. barely had the taxi started moving, than the contretemps ensued. chic next to him complained and hurled abuse after abuse at him. and all he kept telling her was, “chic, we both know you just want some of my sugarcane, so instead of stressing my life, just take some and dig in, i wont tell unless you do 
” that right there just made my night to the extent that i was almost tempted to go with them pakalast( Erique, you guys are paying me for this, right?) coz my stage had come to soon.
random thought: guys (as in male and all that), don’t you find it disturbing that when you are seated on a boda boda, it seems like your legs and thighs are almost wrapped around the boda boda chap’s bum and thighs, its a depressing random thought i tell you. i once sat on one and the chap kept pushing back like he wanted my thighs to wrap round him in an embrace. i had to stop the guy, get off and let him know i would walk the rest of the way…we were in bukoto and i was headed to town at 2am in the morning, go figure!
saturday i was chilling with my cousin at their home watching movies. just a little history about him. he has a head, my cousin. thats the only way anyone can describe him. he has a head. coz its really hard to put that head into words, its almost like an uncut stone but way bigger. he has a son and the only thing he ever gave him was that head, infact if it was not for the head, he could have easily denied the son and no one would have batted an eyelid(do eyelids really bat, seriously??). anyway i have totally forgotten what i wanted to tell you about this cousin of mine, except for the fact that on saturday he saw a little mouse, let out a girlish scream, tried to get into the chair next to him and landed face first on top of me and thats when his mum decided to find out the cause of the raucous….
sunday, aforementioned cool damsel( did i tell you how cool she is, no?? she is as cool as balafu ) and i head to the movies and while there we decide to get a cup of tea while we wait for our turn…those fools apparently you just can not pay and then enter the cinema anytime anyway you feel like. no sir, you wait your turn..after paying, urghhh!! so yeah, we decide to bum around at the coffee/icecream joint. i got my first lesson of african tea yesterday. i am 113% not into milk tea so i rarely pay attention to it or its cousins, yesterday i took note though after we were left seething…cool girl for the fact that she asked for african tea and they brought her milk with coffee and then later exchanged it for just plain milk with a little sprinkling of cinammon, me? well just seething on behalf of cool girl and the fact that their cakes seem to have shrunk. you should have seen her, she put them in their place…bulungi and all the time am there cheering her on, go go go cool girl! moral of the story: i now know how to prepare african tea so for the next BHH i volunteer my skills and if it sucks…never mind, it wont coz i plan on hiring her services.
random thought: why do scars itch. they should either man up in their simpering ways and hurt or failing that hand their balls in on the way out. but no, they choose to itch in a ticklish way…who the hell does that! the source of the scars, you ask?? well last thursday while playing soccer, some fella trips me and down i stumble sliding amongst all those small rough stones. In pain i grit my teeth, get up look at the chap and blurt out through clenched teeth “You think you hurt me? Pah! Bigger men than you have failed, son, get away with you before I lose my temper” why hide your pain, i hear you ask, well the neighborhood belle was in the hood. wait, this wasn’t a random thought, dang it!
monday, here i am chilling, whiling away the time by coming up with stories to fill my blog and trying not to scratch my scars as i doze off.
tuesday, oh crap its only still monday *sigh*
catch you on the other side, am outta here. you know it makes sense!!
ps. OnMyRadio(album)-Musiq Soulchild rocketh(Mr. Basiks,tell them)
Piece by Piece(album)-Katie Melua rocketh too(..uh…oba darlyne you tell them)
November 17th, 2009 at 2:45 pm
I had so much to say yesterday, now the comments are open, I forgot it all…
Hi Emrys
November 17th, 2009 at 6:27 pm
Yep. I forgot what I was dying to say as well.
But there were definitely a few LOLs going on.
Hi Emrys.
November 18th, 2009 at 12:26 pm
It is Wednesday now. Smile.
November 18th, 2009 at 5:10 pm
Man, you’ve just cracked me up!! Hilarious stuff!! I couldn’t stop ROTFL!
November 18th, 2009 at 6:17 pm
Cool as balafu…u guy, u need some serious dissing: Boda guys??? Emry’s son, you need a whooping
November 19th, 2009 at 11:33 am
hahaha… “dude just coz am a dwarf compared to you, doesn’t make me your son, heck, otherwise half of kla would be your seed”
i like that
November 23rd, 2009 at 8:05 pm
Don’t kwe send send me greetings when you know you owe me a cuppa for the hook up I gave you. Now pay up!
November 24th, 2009 at 5:11 pm
darlyne, relax…that cuppa will soon be here, lemme first come back from the village, eh
November 26th, 2009 at 3:58 pm
hahaha…its Thursday, the week l8r…..I dont trust these bodaboda guys, they spend the day crowded together sharing jackets…watch out….cool random thoughts
November 28th, 2009 at 4:19 am
find some legible bandwidth and watch this
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k9tlQMSovCk&NR=1
December 1st, 2009 at 4:53 pm
I can’t believe I’ve never read your blog before. Interesting..anyway, I totally understand the boda boda experience.
December 9th, 2009 at 11:16 am
Well…
December 9th, 2009 at 5:55 pm
Post something. anything
http://www.apple.com/trailers/lions_gate/kickass/medium.html